FADED VOICES

corner gas station attendants
hand me my change and my destiny
with a smile

while buses pass by
taking with them the
promise of going places
unseen

black ice invades
as it lays covering ground
covering nights
that fade like memories
and like voices

dark gives way to bitter light
and people on the street
shiver to bring back that feeling
of warmth of better days
which are always better
when in the past

i walk alone
listening to the faded voices
in my mind